My husband and I have been gathering with a group of believers on Saturday evenings after hours in a coffee shop.
We have not defined ourselves according to church terms. We aren’t a simple church, organic church, house church, church plant, wannabe church, bible study, postchurch, anti-church, alternative church, ideal church…whatever.
We are just some friends journeying together. It has been interesting to watch the group develop without expectations and agendas dictating what it should be.
From a small group that were already sharing life together, the circle has expanded and relationships are growing and developing. It has been really beautiful to watch people blossom in the simplicity of acceptance, inclusion, and encouragement.
Last night, I went directly from the “meeting” at the CLB to our gathering at the coffee shop, enjoying the beauty of the rainbow on my drive.
When I arrived, the fellowship and discussion was in full swing. I smiled as I slipped into my chair among family, more grateful than ever for the faces sitting at the tables, from young adults to seniors, equally valued and engaged in hearing and learning from one another.
As the evening drew to a close, we were treated to a private performance by a worship trio that was passing through town. They hauled in their instruments – cello, harp, dulcimer – and tuned up for a short acoustic set. Amazing!
(not to name drop, but one of the guys toured with Rich Mullins)
This morning I smile again picturing this quaint coffee shop filled nearly to capacity – the beauty of the celtic sound of the musicians, the sweetness of the worship, the intimacy of the moment.
Spontaneous, serendipitous, almost like a rainbow.